Cielito, cielo oh yes,
cielo of the sixty nine
with the upper part nervous
and the bottom part moving
Come or don't come
nobody suffocates the people.
Let the charity end
and the justice begin
Let the full moon shine
let the full accound end
Let the waning moon begin
and may it wane by fair means.
Or by foul, if not,
Or by the force too
Let the handle go
The pan doesn't exist anymore.
Come or don't come
you'll know the news anyway
The charity is over
and the justice will begin
Cielito, cielo oh no,
cielito how about
we start all over
no matter who may disagree
You better put on your hats,
that the air comes with glory.
If the wind doesn't dishevel them
History will.
Cielito, cielo oh yes,
pretty sky, pretty cloud
with the upper part going down
and the bottom part going up